Teardrops on My Guitar [Ziall] ~On Hold~

Chapter 9

[A/N] Omg soooo sorry for not updating in like forever D; I have no excuses since like I've been procrastinating and all.. Dedicated to @ziallporn for being the best guy friend a girl can ask for... and yeah, he's supposed to write a fic with me but we've been really preoccuppied lately.. anywhore, please enjoy this for now... >________< *warning: LiLo loving*

[Niall's POV]

After an intense 6 hours of recording in the studio, we've finally got all our songs on tape. Now all we had to do was wait for the technicians to edit and fix stuff and boom, we've got our album!

"Good work, you guys!" Liam cheered, taking off his headsets.

"Yeah! We worked our butts off today, so let's PARTY HARD!!!" Louis yelled as he skipped out of the recording booth.

Shaking his head, Zayn said, "How does one have that much energy? I don't understand."

"I second that," I said as I grabbed my phone from the charging point. We weren't allowed to have our phones on with us during recording sessions, but Harry and Louis somehow always seem to sneak their phones in and text when they're not supposed to. Louis got caught on his phone a couple hundred times today, and eventually had it taken away by Paul. It was hilarious actually. To be honest, it's kinda hard to believe how much work we've managed to accomplish today despite our constant distractions (a.k.a. Louis).

"I'm beat, I just wanna sleeeeeeep!!" Harry announced as he plopped on the floor.

"Get up," Liam ordered, nudging Harry's sides with his foot. "Do this at home, not in public. None of us have the energy or patience to deal with you at the moment. We're all so dead tired."

"LiLi's cranky when he's tired," Louis pointed out. "Let's get home fast, and then just sleep. No partying."

"Yup, no partying," I agreed. I unlocked my phone and scrolled through my texts. I've got a couple from Daniel and a few from Josh, our drummer. Deciding that I'll read them over in the car, I locked my phone and pocketed it into my green skinnies that Harry had so thoughtfully picked out for me this morning. He'd also made me wear my white Donald Duck sweater along my my purple high tops. He had a pair of green sweats and a grey hoodie to match with me. Dunno what's up with him and wanting to twin all the sudden.

One by one we crawled into the van, and were already dozing off by the time Paul started the engine.

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[Louis's POV]

I woke up to find myself curled into Liam's arms. Not wanting to ruin this perfect moment, I kept my eyes closed and breathed in the scent of his aftershave. Wow, that sounded really weird.

"Lou, I know you're awake," Paul remarked from his seat in front of the wheel. "Mind getting the rest of the boys up? We're nearly there."

"Okay," I said reluctantly. I carefully slipped Liam's arm off me, immediately missing his warmth and closeness. "Liam, babe, get up," I whispered, shaking him gently.

His eyes fluttered open and he gave me a breathtaking smile as he tried to stifle a yawn. Aww!! He's so adorable!

"Okay, now for the rest of the lads," I mumbled to myself. I pulled put my phone and turned it so that it was at the maximum volume. Grinning, I selected the most annoying song in my library and hit 'play'.

"Liam, Paul, cover your ears!" I warned before the van was filled with Willow Smith's voice.

"I whip my hair back and forth! I whip my hair back and forth!-"